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Torin
Poems
Mar 2016
its time to build
Pick apart piece by piece
A sledgehammer in a China shop
That we call love
A billion brittle bits
I bend until I break
And can't be fixed
All is ash, all is fire
All is wallowed in the mire
City walls will tumble
A broken heart will stumble
A finish line
The race is done
And a new race to be run
And always attempt again
A child in a candy shop
That we call love
Start to see the sunlight
I die to be reborn
And love once more
All is earth freshly turned over
All are seeds I've planted
A mote I've swam across
A coin I couldn't toss
A starting gun
A race begun
Its time to run again
And all that I've destroyed
And buildings I've demolished
Its time to build again
A shining city
Alliteration and metaphor to hide the meaning
Written by
Torin
charlotte NC
(charlotte NC)
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